I'm also sorry for your good religious people, and particularly sorry for the phraseology of their earnest inquiries on what I am sure is a matter of life and death to them--spiritually.

That's my last word, Thomas." "And you were doing so well at the Joss-house, too." Lord Earlscourt was shaking his head sorrowfully, as he spoke.

"We were all getting on so comfortably.

That was what people said to me--they said----" "Pardon me, I'm a parson, therefore I'm not particular; but I can't stand the way your good religious people express themselves." "They said, 'It's so d---- pleasant to get hold of a parson who can be trusted in the pulpit--sermons with a good healthy moral tone, and so forth.

You might bring your youngest daughter to St.Chad's in the certainty that she would hear nothing that would make her ask uncomfortable questions when she got home.' It's a fact, they said that; and now you go and spoil all.